Ikeda Hengxing had already led a few retainers into my camp early in the morning. He watched Ikeda Hengxing sniffing wildly in my camp like a crazy wild dog, and several retainers were also searching around for something and keeping looking around.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I said to stop it, "Ikeda-kun, you came here to have a meal last night. If you want to come and eat, just say it directly, don't be hungry for eight days."

Yoshikyoshi Ikeda suddenly stared at me resentfully, "Don't you call me for a barbecue last night?"

I was shocked. It wasn't a big deal. As for, 'No, I definitely didn't eat barbecue.'

'have eaten!'

'No!'

‘You promise?’

‘I promise.’ and turned around and called, ‘Qingji, Shizhouzhai, come here.’

When the two arrived in front of me, I asked, 'Who was on the night before last night?'

Maeda Keiji, 'Your Highness, I'm on night. There was no movement in the Honanji family at night.'

‘It’s not like this. Was anyone in the camp last night having barbecue?’

‘Absolutely, the supply of materials such as meat is quantitative. How is it possible?’ Keiji Maeda decisively denied this.

Except when we first started recruiting troops, the supply of food, especially meat, has already reached a constant standard. This standard is to add and subtract according to the different levels of nutrition and official positions, but this is much better than that of ordinary middle-aged families. According to the words of his subordinates, this is the New Year every day.

‘How are you eating well?’ This is the most willing thing to ask.

‘Everyone wants to die for the Kudo family immediately.’

After listening to the words of Maeda Keiji, I felt good about myself. My body was light and more comfortable.

Maeda Keiji continued, 'The barbecue last night should be the fragrance coming from His Highness Tokugawa's camp next to him. I did smell it too.'

Hokage Ikeda finally got through the morning meal time. During the meal, he said angrily, "This little turtle is so inappropriate. If there are delicious foods, he actually hides himself and eats alone. He will kill him. I will give me another bowl of dishes. Remember to pick up more meat and ask for large pieces. The dishes have become a bit light recently and cannot be served.' No one will discuss with Hokage Ikeda whether to eat or eat as long as he eats. I can't even eat with him if he opens his stomach and can eat poorly.

Looking at Maeda Keiji sitting on the stool, I wanted to say something but stopped. I knew this was a person who couldn't hide anything and asked casually, "Is there anything wrong?"

‘I’m afraid of disturbing the Lord’s meal. Let’s talk after the meal.’

'You'd better tell me now. Otherwise, I'll have something to do in my heart and I won't be able to eat it.'

Maeda Kyoji used his eyes to scan the road leading to Ishiyama Honanji Castle. "Lord, he killed more than 300 monks in Yixiang Sect yesterday. After the war, he sent people to clean up and issue countless weapons such as ribs, iron cannons, long swords, bamboo guns, etc. But yesterday...'

‘The stolen? The number is small?’ I asked hurriedly.

‘That’s not, but we didn’t collect corpses yesterday. You know, this is usually done by monks, but monks here are all on the mountain. I thought they would send people down the mountain to collect corpses, but in the morning, the bodies disappeared. Contact Tokugawa Family Camp last night…’

‘Okay, I understand.’ It’s a bit disgusting, but this is nothing in this era. The besieged cities will sooner or later reach this point. Although I haven’t seen much, I’ve heard of similar things that I have heard of can calluses out of my ears. Think about Tokugawa Ieyasu, carrying a piece of roasted 'char siu' last night, and said to those subordinates with green eyes, ‘Everyone let go of your belly, this is Buddha meat, hahahaha. Don’t waste it.’ Uh, it’s too evil, so I quickly shook my head and deleted this level 3 screen. Unexpectedly, His Highness Tokugawa was still a fellow Jessica-like.

‘That’s good.’ said Maeda Keiji, ‘It didn’t affect the lord’s appetite.’

‘No.’ I took a big piece of meat and took a bite, and joked, ‘I just didn’t expect that His Highness Tokugawa is quite old-fashioned.’

‘Ancient style? How to talk about it?’ asked Hiroki Ikeda.

‘The hero eats meat from the barbarians when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of the Huns when he laughs and talks about thirsty. Isn’t this the ancient style?’

Yoshihiko Ikeda asked, ‘Whose poem sounds very impressive?’

The clerk behind me recorded my words truthfully, "Yue Fei's Man Jianghong, a Song Dynasty native before the Ming and Yuan dynasties."

‘If this person named Yue Fei was born in Japan, he would definitely be an outstanding samurai like His Highness Genyosuke.’ Yoshihiko Ikeda expressed his opinion.

I think about the fate of these two people. At least the ending is very similar, both of them are the kind of people who are killed by being removed from the grind. I nodded and said, "It's almost the same."

My leisure life in the camp became a little boring, so I asked my subordinates to dig a big pit in the camp and poured it into the river. I fell down the fish I grabbed and started fishing. Ikeda Hengxing was bored and lay bored on the recliner beside my pit and bask in the sun. 'Hey, Kudo-kun. Do you think those monks will come out to die today?'

'I don't think so. Yesterday I heard that the defense line in the northwest was broken through for a while, and a few bald heads rode on horseback. I guess they were messengers from the Honganji family. Since they had sent away all the letters of help, I think they should have not made any big moves recently.'

‘The messenger who went out of the northwest should be from the Maori family and the Yama masters.’

‘It should be.’

‘Lin Xiuzhen and Takigawa Ichie are going to be unlucky. Hehe.’ Ikeda Yoshikyu began to gloat inhumanely.

‘It is inevitable to scold you. You know the temper of your highness best. But don’t you have to go back to your camp to check it out?’

‘If there is anything good, they will come to inform me if there is something. Besides, you are much safer than mine. I won’t leave if there is nothing wrong.”

‘Then you move a little bit away, you disturb me from fishing.’

Yoshiki Ikeda was not afraid of me, so he threw a stone into the puddle, 'I said, most of this fish were bought from nearby villages. If you catch it again, is that interesting?'

'I used to fish like this, but I was poor at that time. I went to fish in fish ponds or fish markets where I raised fish. After fishing, I calculated the money by pound. I enjoyed the process of fish hooking. If you really went to the river and the sea, there would be no fish left for me to catch. One might not be able to get up in half a day. But do I have half a day to wait for a fish? No.'

Yoshihiko Ikeda thought for a while and said, ‘Your temperament is similar to Your Highness.’

‘Stop, I never need a man to sleep with me.’

'I'm not talking about this. I'm talking about His Highness, and we also know that we caught the tigers, bears, deer and other prey during hunting, but every time we hunt, His Highness still enjoys it.'

‘How did you know? Maybe the lord doesn’t know?’

Yoshiki Ikeda whispered, "I am in charge of some money. His Highness specially granted me, specifically to acquire large living prey and keep it in captivity."

My eyes were fixed on Hirokkai Ikeda's wallet, 'So, you are also a rich man.'

Yoshihiro Ikeda kept his money tightly, ‘Stop teasing, you know how much meat a tiger needs to eat in a day.’

‘Tsk, don’t tell me you’ll spend money on meat for those tigers. I don’t believe it.’

'If someone asks me, I will definitely say I bought it with money, but whoever of us will go with whom. Let me tell you the truth, I will take care of the prisoners who are going to be executed by my family, and I have never left ashes for the prisoners' families, not the corpse. I understand.'
Chapter completed!